I could write about love But I heard you should write what you know I can make a song about some faceless girl But I wouldn't come close To the fucked up feeling Of being fucked up I'm not in love, I'm not in love Ain't that fucked up? I could write about love But my heart only responds to caffeine I wish I was as capable as I am When I'm writing and I think I want the fucked feeling Of being fucked up I'm not in love, I'm not in love Can't fall in love And my aromantic moodboard makes it cool to be alone A collection of bad poetry and photos on my phone You're the closest body to me I think that I'm in love But only with a thought Oh, only with a thought I could write about love But I heard you should write what you know And I don't know I don't know And my aromantic moodboard makes it cool to be alone A collection of bad poetry and photos on my phone You're the closest body to me I think that I'm in love But only with a thought Oh, only with a thought And my aromantic moodboard is the reason I'm alone I'll lie a thousand times convincing people they're the one And the human condition is the way we fall in love But only with a thought Oh, only with a thought